When I reached the tender age of twenty my parents, at last, allowed me to go on holiday with my boyfriend albeit with another couple and their respective widowed mothers. We landed in Munich Airport and then, had a harrowing 4 hour journey in a rickety old coach. I remember the day clearly, it was the day England won the world cup against Germany in 1966.
Our coach driver had the radio playing so we could hear the match report , needless to say he was German and was full of guff because on the last second of 90 minutes Germany scored to equalise and force extra time, however England went on to win 4-2 in extra time.
So, there we were, in the midst of Bavaria with German flags flying everywhere, and we Brits' all 20 of us, were dancing up and down with delight celebrating our fabulous win over Germany.
I'm surprised the coach driver didn't drive us into a ravine !
AUSTRIA Seefeld. Our first vision of Seefeld was this beautiful church that stands in the middle of a meadow strewn with pretty wild flowers. The church is called Seekirchl.
|Wintertime in Seefeld AUSTRIA.|
|Snow on the mountain even in summertime.|